A snapshot of what was going through my mind when I clicked “publish”
I love bands who dance to their own music. It’s as if they wrote their own songs as nobody else could create anything they could listen to. Over the years I’ve found that these bands tend to put on the best shows.
And so it was last night at Webster Hall where Cut Copy tore the place apart (on a Monday night!). The overwhelming feeling was that they loved their own music - but not in a narcissistic way. Rather, it was as though the band had a goal to make people dance and their music just happens to be the best way yet they’ve found to get a thousand people to dance together.
It was a great show. Here’s a photo:
I'm fascinated by what happens at the margin of everyday life. That's the sort of stuff that tends to written about here. Expect some speculation, snippets of my life and the odd incoherent rant. Does the Internet get any better than this?
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